| Cause' this is what I figure with finger upon on the trigger
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| Than living another day of stress at best
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| I guess, one last breath I guess we’re one day closer
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| And my fists are sober
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| And like nothing in the world can beat the trash
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| That we hold forever and forever more
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| Rule the world with all my flaws
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| I wanna be…
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| Cause' I wanna be…
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| Jump on up and down and shake the ground
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| Just a little freak
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| YA HEADCASE, YA HEADCASE!
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| Pulling out my hair you’ll always stare
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| Just a little freak
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| YA HEADCASE, YA HEADCASE!
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| Cause' I wanna be light as a feather
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| Just a little tweaked
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| Just a little freaked out inside that’s all
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| Inside the world we live in
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| Cause' I’m claustrophobic and anti social
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| And lets get this show, now we’ll watch your heads roll
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| So look at me now!
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| And I’d rather be beneath the seats, biting my nails, grinding my teeth
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| Mind, body and soul
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| Lose control so don’t lay down next to me
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| Jump on up and down and shake the ground
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| Just a little freak
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| YA HEADCASE, YA HEADCASE!
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| Pulling out my hair you’ll always stare
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| Just a little freak
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| YA HEADCASE, YA HEADCASE! |